I've thought about it, and I really like the idea of doing a Caleb one that he supposedly wrote before his untimely demise (idea from caring is creepy), and his and Julie's will appear hopefully sometime after next week, when the finale has aired in the UK. As will Hailey's and Jimmy's.

By the way, in my last author's note I didn't mean Taryn, I meant to delete her name and put Lindsay, but I forgot. I know she wasn't in the finale, so a letter by her might be an idea, explaining why she wasn't there etc.

Disclaimer: I don't own the O.C.

Summer

Hey Kirsten,

How's it going? That's a stupid question really; I know it's not fun. Before my mom left, she drank loads, and my dad put her in rehab. Didn't do her any good in the end, she still left, left as an alcoholic and a truly crap mother. So you have to get through it, just to prove you're not Macey Roberts. Which, maybe it'll give you a goal; my dad tells me throughout high school you were always bitter enemies with my mom and my step-mom (I agree with you by the way, my dad marries women called Macey and Stacey, who's next, Tracey? You don't know anyone called Tracey do you?). It's weird to think that my mom and my step mom were best friends, and then ended up marrying the same man (though not at the same time, because, ew!).

I'd really like it if, when you get out, you could tell me some stories from when you were in high school. My dad prefers to forget that, but I know that you were in the same grade as the "Ace Team" (yes, the stepmonster still thinks it's such a cool name, twenty years later, just because both of them had "ace" in their names). Coop's dad was a year older than you, and my dad a year older again right? I'd love to see your yearbook; my dad chucked his away for some reason.

I know we've never been that close, but I miss you. It's strange. I think it's because I just think of you as someone who will always be there, and it's disorientating that you're not.

You'll have to come shopping with me, because now that Marissa's…away, I have no shopping partner, and you can never have too many shoes, right? With a house full of guys, if you ever need any girl company, I'm available (unless of course Mrs. Cooper-Nichol, or whatever she's calling herself these days, is keeping you company and you don't need me, maybe I'm too young, I don't know. Whatever you decide is totally cool). I mean, you can't count the stepmonster as a substitute mom, so if there are ever any mom things you've wanted to do, but never got the chance to seeing as you have two boys, I'd be totally up for it. It'd be fun.

The house is falling apart without you (not literally, though, they haven't done any major damage- yet.) Cohen- Seth, I mean, I can't really call him Cohen around you, not only because it's a little rude, but also really confusing. Once I called "Coop" and both Marissa and Jimmy answered. Guess I need to work on some new nicknames, huh? Anyway, Seth is missing you. A lot. He doesn't say much (which is unusual for Mr. Motormouth) but I think that's because it's not something he can quip about. Ryan misses you too; I think the letter you sent him back helped. All your boys are being mopey though, so I've assigned myself the task of keeping them in good spirits. I don't know how well it's working though. I can't tell you what your husband is up to, because it's a big surprise. And I've already said too much, so moving on.

You did an awesome thing allowing Ryan to stay after his Misadventures in Chino. It's affected more people than you thought, and I mean that in a good way. I mean, I have fewer friends now than I did before, but now I have proper, good friends, the type who are always there for you, the ones who would cry at your funeral. We've become a tight knit group, and that, in part, is thanks to you for allowing Ryan to stay. I'm ashamed to admit this, but B.R. (Before Ryan) I wouldn't have given Seth a second glance, because he just wasn't cool. But now I've gotten to know him, the good parts and the bad, I wouldn't want to go back to the way it was before for anything. He's a great guy, Kirsten, you should be proud. Ditto for Ryan. He even managed to slow down Marissa's self-destruction streak, and that's no mean feat.

I've been round the house every day, but I haven't slept over, so no need to worry. We've mostly been hanging out in the pool, or watching movies. We actually saw Alex (Seth and Marissa's ex – how odd is that?) down at the pier when I dragged the boys out to the Crab Shack. Ryan's thinking of getting a part time job there again, but Mr. Cohen isn't so sure. Be glad you missed Seth's lobster puppet show, that's enough to put anyone off their food - maybe that's why Marissa's a vegetarian. Maybe she caught an earlier showing.

I've been toying around with some different types of exercise. I have a punching bag, which is good for rage blackouts, but I want to get fitter over the summer and join in on a group activity. Any suggestions? I know you did Yogalates (which is such an awesome word), but I just wondered what sort of things were out there, and I know Yogalates doesn't run in the summer. I was thinking of something like volleyball, or tennis, something you could do on the beach. Hey, maybe you should join in too. It'd be great. As long as it's not golf, I don't really mind what sport it is (golf gives me bad memories of Oliver).

Anyway, I can't really think of what else to say. My offer still stands, with Coop gone, I'm mostly round yours anyway. You can't get rid of me!

Take care,

Love,

Summer

xxxxxx

P.S. Hailey has commandeered the TiVo and clogged it up with programmes from E, yet she hates Tom Cruise and won't tape the E! True Hollywood Special for me. Is there something wrong with her? Who doesn't like Tom Cruise? I can't believe he's marrying Katie Holmes, I'm so jealous. She's like, way too tall for him. xxxxxx